I'm not a theatre god

"Brother Li, where are we going?"

Han Dong supported the bloody hemp-clothed boy and gradually moved away from Zhu Zhong's large group, while asking.

"To the palace." The hemp-clothed boy looked in one direction with a firm gaze, "But it's not the palace of this dynasty... It's on the other side, not far from here."

"Oh..."

"Brother Li, what's the situation with that actor emperor?" Someone behind the hemp-clothed boy couldn't help asking.

The appearance of the actor emperor has become a nightmare for almost everyone here. The red opera robe in the snow is like a life-threatening demon. Thinking back now makes people tremble with fear... and everyone is wondering why the actor emperor wants to kill the hemp-clothed boy.

"I said I don't know, do you believe it?"

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

"Then... will he come back?"

The sackcloth-clothed boy recalled the scene where Chen Ling and the other two shattered the emperor's power. After a long silence, he said truthfully:

"I don't know, but if you are afraid of being implicated, it's not too late to turn back now..."

At this moment, everyone has left Zhu Zhong's dynasty, but not too far away. It is not impossible to return the same way, but most of those who can choose to follow the sackcloth-clothed boy are dissatisfied with Zhu Zhong. In addition, the actor emperor seems to have been trapped in the first level, so they are not so afraid.

"It's okay, what's wrong with the actor emperor? I believe that Brother Li will definitely become the 'emperor', and he may not be defeated by him at that time!"

"That's right, I believe Brother Li too!"

"..."

Led by Han Dong, everyone is full of confidence in the sackcloth-clothed boy.

Seeing this, the sackcloth-clothed boy did not say anything more, but led everyone through the edge of the chaotic battlefield of "or leaping in the abyss", and the outline of a palace was looming in the distance.

Outside this palace, there is no chaotic siege drama, but it is shrouded in an extremely depressing calm.

Under the lead-gray dark clouds, figures ran quickly, and the eunuchs' sharp and piercing voices echoed over the palace:

"The emperor has passed away!"

"The emperor has passed away!!"

"..."

In the depressing atmosphere, the light and shadow of history seemed to be playing silently. Everyone saw illusory figures running hurriedly in the palace, and saw the ambitions of the princes were obvious. The forces of all parties were like invisible big hands, moving the chessboard in the palace...

There were even a large number of royal guards, holding weapons, shuttling in the narrow palace.

It was also the new emperor ascending the throne, and the dynasty changing, but the method was completely different from the siege of the city by the rebels where Zhu Zhong was.

In such a silent atmosphere, everyone passed through various parts of the palace with the help of the induction guidance of the young man in hemp clothes. When they passed by a hall, they could even clearly hear the curse inside:

"Third brother!! You actually tampered with the will of the emperor?!"

"Second brother, I don't understand what you are saying... The will of the emperor is like this, how can it be tampered? Not only me, but also the prime minister heard it beside me."

"No... Impossible!! I am the prince! I am the prince!!!"

"..."

Everyone moved forward cautiously and was startled by the voice inside. The young man in hemp clothes looked inside and said in a deep voice:

"Don't be afraid, these seem to be historical re-enactments, there are no real people."

"This place is really scary..."

"Where are we going?"

The young man in hemp clothes bypassed this hall and came to another magnificent hall with his own induction. There was no sound or image coming from this hall. In the empty hall, there was only a magnificent dragon throne that seemed to be made of gold, standing silently.

All the layouts and furnishings spanned ancient and modern times. Standing in front of the hall, it seemed as if you were really in history.

At this time, a golden light ball was silently surging on the dragon throne.

"It's here." The hemp-clothed boy muttered to himself.

The hemp-clothed boy could feel that the light ball was the so-called "quasi-emperor qualification". He stepped into the hall and approached the light ball... His footsteps echoed in the empty hall, and everyone followed closely.

Except for the hemp-clothed boy, the others did not get the emperor's attention, nor did they have the qualifications to become quasi-emperors. After approaching for a while, they seemed to be blocked by something and could not move forward.

"Come on! Brother Li!"

"Yes, we are all waiting for you to beat Zhu Zhong and take us out!"

"..."

Everyone looked at the hemp-clothed boy, a little envious and full of expectations.

The hemp-clothed boy took a deep breath, walked up to the dragon throne, and decisively reached out to grab the ball of light with one hand...

As his palm sank into the ball of light, the golden power climbed along his fingertips. Just as the hemp-clothed boy was nervously waiting for the quasi-emperor qualification to enter his body, something strange happened!

The surging ball of light seemed to have sensed something. After a brief pause, it withdrew from the hemp-clothed boy's body and floated in the air as if nothing had happened.

At the same time,

several lines of golden text appeared in front of him:

[Your body is weak by nature and cannot bear the fate of an emperor]

[Nineteen emperors no longer pay attention to your actions]

[The emperors are disappointed in you]

The hemp-clothed boy was stunned.

He looked at the lines of text in front of him blankly. After a long time, he came back to his senses and tried to grab the golden ball again!

But no matter how hard he tried, the ball of light could only extend to the position of his arm at most, and could not enter his body at all...

After trying three times in a row, the hemp-clothed boy was already sweating profusely.

He was already seriously injured and covered in blood. His eyes began to go black. He sat down weakly on the ground, staring blankly at the quasi-emperor qualification that was so close yet so far away. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The people who were blocked outside saw this scene, and their eyes were deeply confused. Han Dong saw the weak appearance of the hemp-clothed boy and couldn't help but speak:

"Brother Li, what's wrong? Have you become the emperor?"

"Yes, Brother Li... Why didn't the light ball react?"

"It must be that Brother Li's injuries are too severe. Let him rest for a while, it will definitely work!"

"That's right, Brother Li will definitely lead us out of here."

"..."

Expectant voices kept coming from behind, but they were like sharp blades piercing the heart of the hemp-clothed boy.

Except for him, no one could see the lines of golden words in front of him, and no one knew that he had been abandoned by the "emperors" here... He did not have the qualifications to become a king.

The sackcloth-clothed boy sat there for a long time, smiled bitterly, supported himself with his hands and slowly stood up, then staggered and walked back stiffly...

"Brother Li...?" Everyone was stunned when they saw this scene.

The sackcloth-clothed boy lowered his head and walked through the crowd step by step. The crowd subconsciously retreated and opened a path for him...

The sackcloth-clothed boy slowly stopped in front of the door of the hall.

The next moment, several light pillars containing the emperor's pressure suddenly rose from all corners of "or leaping in the abyss"!

Those other "quasi-emperors" who had separated not long ago seemed to have gained their own power. The light pillars emitting vitality and pride seemed to cross the abyss, turn into dragons, and transcend the mortal world!

The sackcloth-clothed boy stared at this scene in a daze, clenching his fists tightly...

He smiled bitterly:

"It's really... fate is playing tricks on me..."